» Carolina – No Doubt About It
How can so much happen from one post to another. 4pm Saturday hits the clock as I type this in grimes tattoo parlour, San Francisco. Norm MSK has just finished work on John. Aroe is having a sex panther from Grime
travelled for 34 buzzin hours from Brighton station to San Francisco Holiday Inn, although it’s the fully next next day, (not a typo) I have had 1 1/2hrs sleep this morning and have now pretty much been up for 2 days straight, mind is buzzing pretty excessively, Aroe said earlier you feel like a swift clip to the head would make your eyes focus again, the noise would stop and I wouldn’t feel like it’s a fisheye perspective I have on the world. Nothing a few beers and some hot brown slop with chilli (the national dish of California) wouldn’t fix, ah living as its meant to be…..
So here is the brief breakdown on the trip to those that are interested, namely Odisie when he gets back and reads this in the hotel room.
The journey was, in the cliché and hackneyed words of an over educated semi literate but poor typer , indescribable. The first plane from Gatwick was with US Airways, the airline where hostess’ go to die… The plane was half full and rather than bother themselves with bringing the tea and coffee and the $5 beers, they mostly decided to kip across the 4 seat rows at the back of the plane, mostly… with thinning hair, and a shovelling of make up holding the face on, they took a professionally half arsed approach to the job of dishing out hot red and white pasta…..
We landed in Charlotte North Carolina and am met with the usual shitty interrogation from US immigration, having travelled here twice last year for short trips I clearly am on the list of people to “fuck about with” and the red head asian lesbian did a good job of holding me up and panicking me no end. Everyone else slides thru sweet as a nut…..
We are held over for 2 hrs in NC and as we later found out, Odisies bag decided the place is so good that it tears of the confines of its label and tries to start a new life as the bag of a stock car racing, monster truck fan….. hopefully it will be returned tonight.
Then began a 6hr flight from hell, with seats that didn’t move, armrests that were like child locks for adults, kinda of Conned Air. Throw in a slightly demented Aroe on one side, and a 6hrs of bible reading, note making Jesus devotee on the other and you get the feel of the flavour. Worse was to come as the flight surprised us with a landing in Las Vegas, not on any of the itinerary it added another 2 hrs to the trip. Even the departure lounge has slot machines…..and its shit’ouse, don’t go there…..
Finally we got to LAX, and picked up the beast of a 7 seater wagon, and John drove us 6 hours straight to SF, no half stepping…..cept for 8lbs of meat each at Dennys…..
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